A/N Thanks a lot to everyone who read the first chapter and reviewed it.
I´m not going to tell who started the rumours just yet. That would take
away all my fun...
By the way if anyone knows where I could find a beta please tell me.
Thanks again for reading this.
Chapter 2
"Care to explain why I found the two of you in the hallway?" You should be in your classes right now." The headmaster's angry voice filled the office.
Tristan looked from the headmaster to Rory. She sat in her chair shaking slightly, but clearly not able to speak. The look in her eyes was somewhat distant.
"Well..." the headmaster was impatiently waiting for an answer.
Finally Tristan cleared his throat: "We're sorry, Sir. But there have been some problems earlier..."
"Are you by any chance referring to the rumours that are floating around school, concerning you and Miss Gilmore here?" Tristan was shocked. How did the headmaster know about this?
"There's little in this school I don't know of." The headmaster answered Tristan's unspoken question. "But that still doesn't explain why the two of you are not in your class."
"It's my fault." Rory finally spoke up. Looking down at her own hands, which rested in her lap she continued: "It's just that the whole day people where making all these comments and of course it isn't true, but nobody believes me. And then these boys came and they suggested... and I...and...I just couldn't take it anymore." Rory finished her somewhat incoherent speech. Tears filled her eyes again and her shaking increased.
The headmaster looked from Rory to Tristan, who had a worried expression on his face and back to Rory. For a few minutes the office was silent. Then the headmaster spoke again: "Mr. DuGray and Miss Gilmore, both of you know that Chilton has high academic standards and that under no circumstances we tolerate our students skipping their classes. If you have personal problems deal with them at home. However I am willing to make an exception this time and refrain from calling your parents."
Tristan was surprised. Normally the headmaster was very strict when it came to the sacred rules of Chilton. He knew from experience.
"Although you are quite known for causing trouble" the headmaster faced Tristan "Miss Gilmore here isn't and I hope it stays that way. To ensure that this indeed will never happen again you will both have to attend detention on Saturday though. There you will write an essay about a topic I will chose. Now take those admit slips and go to your classes. And don't let me catch you in the hallways again."
They were dismissed, so they left the office as fast as they could. "Do you think he can read minds?" Tristan asked lightly, clearly satisfied that they got away with only a little punishment. He was silenced by the look in Rory's face.
"Do you even realise they could have called our parents or they could have suspended us. They..."
"I know, but it's not like it hasn't happened before."
"That might be true for you, but I have never been in trouble before. Never ever. Well, except for the one time the deer hit me. But the point is, everything was fine and than you..."
"Oh, so now it's going to be my fault?"
"Of course."
That's rich. Next time I'll just leave you with the guys."
"That's not what I meant. I was talking about these stupid rumours."
"Well don't pin this one on me, cause I didn't say anything. Besides you were the one who had to talk to me in that stupid music room in the first place and it was you who ran away crying. This is so not my fault."
"Oh yeah, and who started those rumours then? Because I sure as hell didn't."
"Well me neither, I've got no clue who did this." By now the two had reached their history class. Luckily they had had at least enough sense to keep their voices down, so nobody heard their argument in the hallway. Or at least that's what they thought.
"Like I would ever believe you." Rory mumbled, before opening the door and stepping inside the classroom. Tristan followed her and immediately all eyes were on them.
"Mr. DuGray, Miss Gilmore how nice you could make it." Their teacher said in a not so friendly tone.
"Sorry" Rory's voice was more like a whisper and she quickly sat down at an empty table. Tristan handed their teacher the admit slips and followed her example.
"Alright then." The teacher said. "Let's continue with chapter 11 in your books."
As all students opened their books and looked at the respective pages Rory tried hard to concentrate on the lesson. But for once she wasn't able to follow the class, because her thoughts kept going back to the last days events. So much had happened.
Not unlike Rory Tristan didn't pay any attention to the lesson either. He was too confused. Glancing at Rory he noticed that she had completely spaced out. He shook his head slightly in order to clear out the mess that were his thoughts. It didn't work. He just couldn't understand what was happening. Rory Gilmore kept confusing him.
First he thought of her as another conquest, but then he realised that she was different than the others. He felt insecure around her. No girl had ever made him feel like that. Unable to explain himself he just did what he could do best. Annoying the hell out of her and dating every girl in sight.
Then Summer broke up with him in public and he actually was upset about it. Not that she had meant that much to him, but it was nice to have her around. Besides a public break-up was not the most uplifting thing that could happen to a teenager.
Anyway he just wanted to be alone. And then she came into the room, being nice to him, even though he had treated her like crap. That defiantly confused him. Then they kissed...confusion times three. She ran away crying...add a little bit of hurt to the now massive amount of confusion.
Tristan had sat in the music room a few more minutes before leaving the party all together. The rest of the weekend he spent in his room trying to figure things out.
The puzzle remained unsolved.
On Monday morning he went to school determined to just forget about everything. He would just go on like usually.
Or so he thought.
But apparently the whole school "knew" he had slept with Rory Gilmore. The first time one of his friends congratulated him he just thought it was a joke. By 2nd period he had eventually come to realise that it was far more than that. Everyone actually believed that they had sex.
Now what to do? Lie and say it was true? Even he was not that mean and he certainly didn't want to hurt Rory that much. Deny everything? That would just make it worse. So he shrugged everyone off and stayed silent.
He wanted to talk to Rory about it, but she was either not at school or avoided him. Turned out it was the latter. When Tristan saw her with the guys he was alarmed. Even from far away he could see she was scared. Immediately he went over to her and pulled her away from them. The guys didn't stop him. One of the benefits of being the king of Chilton.
Rory completely broke down in his arms and cried. Tristan let her. How are you supposed to comfort a crying girl? He should find that one out soon, because Rory seemed to do a lot of crying in his presence.
Then the headmaster found them, but they were lucky. He must have had an exceptional good day. Rory blew up anyway. Tristan had no clue why she suddenly was that angry. At least he was getting used to feeling confused.
The bell rang shaking Tristan from his thoughts. Before he had a chance to react Rory had gathered her things and was the first to leave the classrooms. By the time he had pushed his way through his friends and left school he could see her bus pull up. She was gone. Tristan went to the parking lot and got into his car. He could still talk to her tomorrow, although he wasn't that sure what he wanted to say...
TBC
Chapter 2
"Care to explain why I found the two of you in the hallway?" You should be in your classes right now." The headmaster's angry voice filled the office.
Tristan looked from the headmaster to Rory. She sat in her chair shaking slightly, but clearly not able to speak. The look in her eyes was somewhat distant.
"Well..." the headmaster was impatiently waiting for an answer.
Finally Tristan cleared his throat: "We're sorry, Sir. But there have been some problems earlier..."
"Are you by any chance referring to the rumours that are floating around school, concerning you and Miss Gilmore here?" Tristan was shocked. How did the headmaster know about this?
"There's little in this school I don't know of." The headmaster answered Tristan's unspoken question. "But that still doesn't explain why the two of you are not in your class."
"It's my fault." Rory finally spoke up. Looking down at her own hands, which rested in her lap she continued: "It's just that the whole day people where making all these comments and of course it isn't true, but nobody believes me. And then these boys came and they suggested... and I...and...I just couldn't take it anymore." Rory finished her somewhat incoherent speech. Tears filled her eyes again and her shaking increased.
The headmaster looked from Rory to Tristan, who had a worried expression on his face and back to Rory. For a few minutes the office was silent. Then the headmaster spoke again: "Mr. DuGray and Miss Gilmore, both of you know that Chilton has high academic standards and that under no circumstances we tolerate our students skipping their classes. If you have personal problems deal with them at home. However I am willing to make an exception this time and refrain from calling your parents."
Tristan was surprised. Normally the headmaster was very strict when it came to the sacred rules of Chilton. He knew from experience.
"Although you are quite known for causing trouble" the headmaster faced Tristan "Miss Gilmore here isn't and I hope it stays that way. To ensure that this indeed will never happen again you will both have to attend detention on Saturday though. There you will write an essay about a topic I will chose. Now take those admit slips and go to your classes. And don't let me catch you in the hallways again."
They were dismissed, so they left the office as fast as they could. "Do you think he can read minds?" Tristan asked lightly, clearly satisfied that they got away with only a little punishment. He was silenced by the look in Rory's face.
"Do you even realise they could have called our parents or they could have suspended us. They..."
"I know, but it's not like it hasn't happened before."
"That might be true for you, but I have never been in trouble before. Never ever. Well, except for the one time the deer hit me. But the point is, everything was fine and than you..."
"Oh, so now it's going to be my fault?"
"Of course."
That's rich. Next time I'll just leave you with the guys."
"That's not what I meant. I was talking about these stupid rumours."
"Well don't pin this one on me, cause I didn't say anything. Besides you were the one who had to talk to me in that stupid music room in the first place and it was you who ran away crying. This is so not my fault."
"Oh yeah, and who started those rumours then? Because I sure as hell didn't."
"Well me neither, I've got no clue who did this." By now the two had reached their history class. Luckily they had had at least enough sense to keep their voices down, so nobody heard their argument in the hallway. Or at least that's what they thought.
"Like I would ever believe you." Rory mumbled, before opening the door and stepping inside the classroom. Tristan followed her and immediately all eyes were on them.
"Mr. DuGray, Miss Gilmore how nice you could make it." Their teacher said in a not so friendly tone.
"Sorry" Rory's voice was more like a whisper and she quickly sat down at an empty table. Tristan handed their teacher the admit slips and followed her example.
"Alright then." The teacher said. "Let's continue with chapter 11 in your books."
As all students opened their books and looked at the respective pages Rory tried hard to concentrate on the lesson. But for once she wasn't able to follow the class, because her thoughts kept going back to the last days events. So much had happened.
Not unlike Rory Tristan didn't pay any attention to the lesson either. He was too confused. Glancing at Rory he noticed that she had completely spaced out. He shook his head slightly in order to clear out the mess that were his thoughts. It didn't work. He just couldn't understand what was happening. Rory Gilmore kept confusing him.
First he thought of her as another conquest, but then he realised that she was different than the others. He felt insecure around her. No girl had ever made him feel like that. Unable to explain himself he just did what he could do best. Annoying the hell out of her and dating every girl in sight.
Then Summer broke up with him in public and he actually was upset about it. Not that she had meant that much to him, but it was nice to have her around. Besides a public break-up was not the most uplifting thing that could happen to a teenager.
Anyway he just wanted to be alone. And then she came into the room, being nice to him, even though he had treated her like crap. That defiantly confused him. Then they kissed...confusion times three. She ran away crying...add a little bit of hurt to the now massive amount of confusion.
Tristan had sat in the music room a few more minutes before leaving the party all together. The rest of the weekend he spent in his room trying to figure things out.
The puzzle remained unsolved.
On Monday morning he went to school determined to just forget about everything. He would just go on like usually.
Or so he thought.
But apparently the whole school "knew" he had slept with Rory Gilmore. The first time one of his friends congratulated him he just thought it was a joke. By 2nd period he had eventually come to realise that it was far more than that. Everyone actually believed that they had sex.
Now what to do? Lie and say it was true? Even he was not that mean and he certainly didn't want to hurt Rory that much. Deny everything? That would just make it worse. So he shrugged everyone off and stayed silent.
He wanted to talk to Rory about it, but she was either not at school or avoided him. Turned out it was the latter. When Tristan saw her with the guys he was alarmed. Even from far away he could see she was scared. Immediately he went over to her and pulled her away from them. The guys didn't stop him. One of the benefits of being the king of Chilton.
Rory completely broke down in his arms and cried. Tristan let her. How are you supposed to comfort a crying girl? He should find that one out soon, because Rory seemed to do a lot of crying in his presence.
Then the headmaster found them, but they were lucky. He must have had an exceptional good day. Rory blew up anyway. Tristan had no clue why she suddenly was that angry. At least he was getting used to feeling confused.
The bell rang shaking Tristan from his thoughts. Before he had a chance to react Rory had gathered her things and was the first to leave the classrooms. By the time he had pushed his way through his friends and left school he could see her bus pull up. She was gone. Tristan went to the parking lot and got into his car. He could still talk to her tomorrow, although he wasn't that sure what he wanted to say...
TBC